Where Shadows Glow

Oil lamp flickering with its welcome heat,

Shadows safely banished by amber light.

Hammer treacle toffee, tempting to eat,

Bracing to face the chill of autumn night.

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His kind, gentle hand protects me from harm,

Hissing fireworks spark a glittering rain.

Delighted by colours, booms that alarm,

Fading too fast, but memories remain.

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Joy once treasured now meets a fateful end,

Racing for life through smoke and shadowed streets.

Arriving too late for Dad, my dear friend,

Haunted by memories, my heart still beats.

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Though sorrow lingers, hope begins to rise,

As children step where I once watched the skies.

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© 2025 Alan J. Edmonds